The Dark Curse

Aria

Before stepping out, I paused and turned back to him.

He faced the wall, his back to me, yet I mustered the courage and called out softly,

"Jungkook..."

Despite my words hanging in the air, he didn't turn or speak. Clearly, I'd upset him deeply, and he was hurt by my actions.

I took a deep breath, the silence heavy in the air.

"Jungkook," I repeated, a little louder this time, my heart sinking as he remained silent, his pain palpable even with his back turned.

His please for forgiveness echoed in the room, but the ease he sought from me couldn't be found. His actions had torn through my life, leaving scars from that night to this very moment.

I took a deep breath, the weight of my words pressing down on me.

"I'm sorry,"

I began, my voice steady yet tinged with an undeniable sorrow,

"but we can't go back. We've both changed and so has the world around us. What we had... it's part of a past that can't be resurrected, not after everything that's happened."

My eyes, glistening with the sting of unshed tears, met his.

"We have to accept that and find a way to move forward, apart."

I bolted through the door and there was Ethen with his fiancée, scanning the room for us. Without hesitation, I dashed and slipped out of the building, my heart racing.

At that moment, solitude was my only refuge. The tears were there, pressing against my eyes, but I refused to let them fall in such a public spectacle.

As dusk embraced my home, I found solace in the familiar retreat of my room. With pen in hand and paper beneath, I began to scribe yet another letter to him, each word a whisper of my heart's longing.

Day 370

"Jungkook"

My tears, relentless as the rain in monsoon, continue their silent descent.

"I wish I could halt the cascade of sorrow, wish that forgiveness could flow as effortlessly as breath. Longing to be enfolded in your embrace once more, to feel the steadfast beat of your heart synchronizing with mine, to be cocooned in the warmth and safety that once made the chaos of the world fade into a gentle hum."

Tears blur my vision, smudging the ink on the paper as I pour my heart out. The weight of emotions makes it hard to see, but the words flow nonetheless.

"I yearn for the simplicity of our beginnings, before our tale frayed into a tapestry of tangled threads—words left dangling in the void, emotions knotted with regret. If only our story, with its myriad of could-have-beens, hadn't unraveled into this tapestry of longing and melancholy, leaving me adrift in a sea of what-ifs, my heart an anchor weighed down by the gravity of our unfinished symphony."

I look up at the ceiling trying to to clam myself down

"You hurt me, Jungkook, more than I ever thought possible. The pain you left in your wake was sharp and unyielding, a constant reminder of the us that we used to be. Despite it all, there's a part of me that can't help but still love you. It's that same part that looks for your face in a crowd, that hears your laughter in a song, and that feels your absence like a missing piece of my soul."